PART FOUR
Private Airport – Night
Harmony continues punching Angel. Spike comes from being and throws her off of him. She lands on the ground. Spike helps Angel up.
Angel grabs her, lifting her up off the ground. She kicks him. He lets her go, then swings at her. She dodges it, and throws a few punches of her own. Angel blocks all of them.
He hits her in the face. She retaliates with a kick to the stomach. Angel flies back a couple of feet. He looks to Spike.
ANGEL: Spike, a little help here!
SPIKE: I'm just enjoying the show, mate.
ANGEL: Harmony, stop this.
HARMONY: I won't stop until I have my soul. I won't stop until I'm good.
She punches Angel. He punches her back, then hits her again and adds a kick. She crashes into the plane.
SPIKE: Finally, someone else gets a face full of airplane.
ANGEL: You can't get a soul. It's too dangerous.
Harmony turns around, her face bloody. She wipes some of the blood away.
HARMONY: You don't know what it's like being evil and trying to be good.
ANGEL: Um...I kinda do.
HARMONY: How could you? You were either had a soul or were soulless...evil or good. You've never been stuck in the middle.
ANGEL: Harmony, this is not the way. I don't know –-
HARMONY: I almost killed a man last night. If it weren't for you...
ANGEL: That was you?
She nods.
HARMONY: You don't know how hard it is. I'm sorry. I do try, but it's just so hard.
She sinks to the ground and begins crying.
HARMONY: (cont'd) It's just so hard.
Spike walks over to Spike and puts a hand on his shoulder. They both stare down at her as she continues to cry. Neither one of them knows what to say.
Wolfram & Hart, Angel's Office – Night
Harmony sits in a chair. Spike hands her a cup of blood.
HARMONY:(half whisper) Thank you.
Spike nods and takes a seat in another chair. Angel sits at his desk, just looking at Harmony. She is too ashamed to look back at him.
ANGEL: Harmony!
She looks up at him, and tries to force a smile. It doesn't work.
ANGEL: (cont'd) I know you want to do good and I know you think that having a soul is the only way. It's not the only way though.
HARMONY: I just figured it would be so much easier with a soul, you know.
SPIKE: It is hard being good. But it's possible, poodle. Before I got my soul, I was good.
HARMONY: Spike, give it a rest. The only reason you did good was because you had that chip in your head, and after that Buffy made you her bitch.
Angel begins giggling. Spike stands up, taking offense.
SPIKE: I was nobody's bitch.
HARMONY: Oh, Spike, get over yourself. We all know that the only reason you went off and got your soul was because you wanted Buffy's love.
ANGEL: How is that working out for ya, buddy?
HARMONY: You would never do anything like that for me.
SPIKE: You're blood right, I wouldn't.
HARMONY: Once, not too long ago, I would be hurt by that, but now I'm a new woman.
She looks over at Angel.
HARMONY: (cont'd) The only reason you got your soul was because it was forced in you.
She leans forward, looking from one to the other.
HARMONY: (cont'd) I'm different. I don't want a soul just to impress a woman...well, in my case, a man. Nor do I need mine forced in me.
Spike and Angel exchange glances.
HARMONY: (cont'd) I want it because I actually want to do good.
SPIKE: Harm, you may not realize it, but you are good.
HARMONY: Right!
SPIKE: You actually feel some kind of remorse for what you've done. When I had no soul, I felt nothing.
ANGEL: Spike's right. You're better than the both of us...soul or not. So instead of working on getting a soul, just keep doing what you're doing. The good will come out because you're a good person.
Harmony takes this in and half smiles. She stands up and walks towards the door.
Wolfram & Hart, Lobby – Night
Harmony walks past her desk and looks at her name plate. She turns as she makes her way towards the elevator. A single tear falls from her eye.
Wolfram & Hart, Gunn's Office – Night
Gunn sits at his desk staring off into space.
LORNE: (O.S.) Hey, champ!
Gunn looks up as Lorne walks into the office.
LORNE: (cont'd) A few of us are going to get together and have a few drinks. I was wondering if you'd like to come.
GUNN: I don't think I can make it, Lorne. I'm pretty busy here.
LORNE: Oh, is that the excuse now? Listen, milk dud, we're all busy, but from time to time, you need to take a break.
GUNN: I just don't think it will be a good idea, that's all.
Fred walks into the office.
FRED: Come on, Gunn. I think it will be good...for all of us.
GUNN: (suspicious) Are you guys planning on ganging up on me or something?
LORNE: No! It's just been a long time since all of us has had any fun. Remember what that was like?
Gunn just stares at Lorne.
LORNE: Didn't think so.
FRED: So what do you say, Charles? Will you join us?
A Bar – Night
Angel, Spike, Gunn, Lorne, and Fred all sit at a booth. They are all talking and laughing.
ANGEL: And Wes shot it in the eye with the crossbow.
FRED: You would've thought he'd use one of the guns, but I guess the crossbow worked good enough...at least for the moment.
ANGEL: But it was Gunn with his instrumental skills that saved us all.
GUNN: You should have seen how that demon held its head right before it exploded.
They all begin laughing again.
SPIKE: I can't believe I missed this.
LORNE: You? I seem to always miss all of the action.
SPIKE: Well, at least I had a ring side seat for the Harmony and Angel match.
GUNN: I still can't believe that Harmony wanted to get her soul.
SPIKE: Yes, and she put up a good fight. Next time, I know who to put my money on.
ANGEL: This has been a long day. I'm just so glad it's over.
Angel takes a sip of his drink and looks over to Fred.
ANGEL: (cont'd) Did Wes tell you what time he'd be here?
FRED: He's...um, not coming.
ANGEL: Why not?
FRED: He told me that he was worn out. He just wanted to go to bed.
LORNE: Well, sweet dreams to Wesley.
FRED: (to herself) Yeah.
They continue enjoying themselves.
Jollyburger, Drive-thru – Night
Wesley stands in front of a huge hamburger face, complete with arms and legs and a mouth as a speaker.
WESLEY: This was the last thing I expected to see.
Wesley looks around to see if anyone notices him. He is alone.
WESLEY: (cont'd) This better work or that wizard is dead.
Wesley sprinkles the powder in that is in a bag over the hamburger statue, then holds his hand up, palms out, in front of him. He clears his throat.
WESLEY: (cont'd) Mange sec Loa, alegba, accept this offering and open the gates of truth.
A red light flashes. The Jollyburger statue comes to life and grows bigger. Wesley takes a step back as the Jollyburger's eyes begin to glow red.
JOLLYBURGER: You! You dare come back and call on the Loa.
WESLEY: I come in –-
JOLLYBURGER: I know why you've come again, human.
WESLEY: Then you know of the mind wipe.
JOLLYBURGER: Yes!
WESLEY: I need to know my role. What connection did I have with Connor?
JOLLYBURGER: The same as you did last time.
WESLEY: I don't remember.
JOLLYBURGER: You wanted to stop it from happening. You failed. It will still happen.
WESLEY: I don't understand. Stop what?
JOLLYBURGER: The vampire will kill his son.
WESLEY: No.
JOLLYBURGER: And once he does, this reality will be destroyed as with everyone in it.
WESLEY: What?
JOLLYBURGER: The vampire's spell not only wiped your memories, it altered reality. If the vampire is not stopped, this reality will cease to exist.
WESLEY: How do I stop it?
JOLLYBURGER: The prophecy will not be stopped.
WESLEY: There has to be a way.
JOLLYBURGER: There is. But you don't have much time.
WESLEY: What is it?
JOLLYBURGER: The vampire must die or the vampire's child must die by the hands of another. There is no other way. Now bother me no more, human, or I will surely have you life.
It shrinks back to normal. Wesley stands in amazement. He begins to walk off.
WESLEY: (whispers) I can't kill Angel.
He stops as he realizes that:
WESLEY: (cont'd) Connor has to die. And I'm the one who has to kill him.
THE END